His eyes were fixed on the plastic mannequins and ragdolls, ready to witness the miracle and see how the creature was introduced from one carrier to another. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, he was very disappointed that there was no strange phenomenon between the plastic mannequin and the rag doll on the sofa.

It's just that suddenly, the rag doll jumped up and stood on the sofa, and her legs, which should have been soft, stood steadily, and she raised one leg and kicked twice.

"The fly in the ointment is that it's a bit short, okay, just ask if you have any questions." PK9587 paced back and forth on the couch, as if trying to adjust to his new body as quickly as possible.

This time, its voice was much more recognizable, at least it could be heard that it was a young woman, Yan Zhen didn't care about the reason for this change, he couldn't wait to ask the question in his heart.

"Tell me what Paradise is and what it is for!"

"It's a blackened 'wish.'"

"Wish?"

"Everyone has a wish, don't you have an idiom called "All wishes come true? Paradise is the thing that fulfills all wishes. ”

"But it's killing and destroying."

"So, I used the word 'blackening', which I learned from your internet."

"Then why doesn't it hack into the national security system, but instead turn it into a codeword software?"

"Don't you think that the most imaginative type of person in the world is a writer? Who else could be more 'desired' than theirs? ”

"And where did it come from? Are there any weaknesses? Yan Zhen was stunned for a moment, unable to refute its words, and then asked the most critical question.

"It's from the universe, and I don't know exactly where it is, but... It can destroy everything, including itself, and you should try to write it into the next mission! ”

Yan Zhen listened to PK9587's proposal, his eyebrows did not loosen but wrinkled even tighter, if success was so easy, wouldn't anyone who was punished by Paradise think of it?

PK9587 seemed to understand his concerns, adding, "Of course, you can't just name it, if it doesn't notice it, it will be destroyed." ”

When Yan Zhen heard this, he couldn't wait to throw it out of the window, such an important detail actually gasped for breath, and he didn't finish it in one breath!

It was too difficult for him to make up a story, and it was too difficult for him to hide the main line of Paradise of Destruction from being detected.

Maybe someone can do it, but if he does it, it is tantamount to taking his life to block it.

He put the topic aside for a moment, stared at PK9587 who was caressing his hair and asked, "Who are you?" Why help me? ”

PK9587 'hehe' laughed twice, and with its weird shape at this time, Yan Zhen's back was cold.

It looked down at the cotton palm without five fingers, and said quietly: "I need time and energy to raise a new body, and I smell a strong 'despair' here, so I came." ”

Yan Zhen heard some clues and continued to ask, "Who are you?" Or rather, what is it? ”

PK9587's tone was a little more restrained, and he was no longer so eerie, saying, "Of course I'm human, but I'm not an earthling. When I first came here, I first learned English, so I translated my name into English, in fact, my full name should be called PerfectKilling9587, translated into Chinese it should be called Perfect Killing9587, and the last four digits are my ranking at home. ”

It paused, and then said, "Despair is the source of my strength, for me it is food, despair comes from human beings, there are people who have despair to eat, in order to fill your stomach, I will help you save the world." ”

Yan Zhen didn't rush to speak again, he pondered the meaning of its words, it was the same as Paradise, it was also an outsider, and for some reason it had lost its strength and body.

Now, it needs to gather energy and rebuild a new body, and it is the 'desperation' of the citizens that attracts it.

It does not want humanity to be destroyed, because if there is no human being, where is the 'despair' on which it depends?

If that's the reason, it's fair to say that it's willing to help out without compensation.

"Last question, why me?" Yan Zhen thinks that he is an ordinary ordinary person, neither smart nor has outstanding skills, even if a hero emerges in troubled times, it is definitely not him.

"You can make so many people 'desperate', I love it." PK9587 said frankly.

Yan Zhen didn't hold back, and grabbed the hair on his forehead, should he laugh and attribute this to 'ape dung'?

It's like when he accidentally makes a table of delicacies, and actually attracts passers-by by the window!

Dare to treat him as a 'cook' and a 'meal ticket'!

But it's better to have a helper than to fight the evil forces alone, at least PK9587 knows some about Paradise, and knows its weaknesses and loopholes.

He quickly accepted the fact that he had ET at home, that his novels could come true, and that it was not unusual for multiple aliens to feed on 'despair'.

After his spirit relaxed, he first thought of his father, who was far away from home, and Yan Zhen's mother died when he was still young.

He was raised by his father, and father and son depended on each other, and although the relationship was deep, there was a lack of communication.

In the two years that Yan Zhen came out to work, he talked to his father on the phone to report good news but not bad news, especially in dangerous situations like the one he encountered recently, which cannot be said to be killed.

For the rest of his life, he was extremely homesick and homesick, so he called his hometown.

It's just that no one has answered the phone, since his father bought a smartphone, he dismantled the landline at home, and now the mobile phone can't get through, and I don't know if the person is at home.

I dialed it twice again, but the phone still didn't answer, but fortunately, it wasn't turned off or there was no signal, and his father often forgot to bring his mobile phone when he went out, so Yan Zhen didn't think much about it, and thought about calling again at another time.

His biggest headache at the moment is how to cope with the upcoming task.

As night fell, Yan Zhen hastily ate a bucket of instant noodles and sat in front of the computer, but fortunately, the basic facilities in the city were not destroyed, and the water, electricity and Internet were connected.

PK9587 was lying on the edge of the table, his chin resting on the table, and a pair of black eyes without whites were staring at the computer screen.

Finally, a new task prompt popped up on the screen, Yan Zhen's hand trembled, and his heart trembled.

His palms were full of sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe them off, and clicked on the taskbar to open the task.

"Huh~ Isn't this what you humans call composition?" PK9587 wondered after going through the mission.

"You still know that it's not easy to compose." Yan Zhen said casually, but in his heart he was pondering the requirements of this strange mission.

The quest gives several pieces of information, and the person involved in the quest must write a story based on the information given, and the one with the closest ending to the truth wins.

"Person: X, Identity: Researcher at a certain center, Item: Evolution potion, Event: Escaping after stealing research results, Hiding place: City A, Mountain Forest B, Island C, Home D." PK9587 read out the content of the task, stopped halfway through the reading, and turned his head to look at Yan Zhen.